Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart
Episode 199 Searching for Prita Pujaningrum
Rakasiwi noticed the small brownish-colored wallet in her hand.
He never opened the wallet. Not because he was busy
with sisters. It's great to remember the childhood
happy ones. They gathered and listened to Rakasiwi's story about
his day in the city where he studied.
Only now did he remember the wallet he found after the incident
collided with a young woman at the train station.
Rakasiwi hesitated to open it but wanted to return the wallet
that is, because maybe in it there are important documents for the owner.
Slowly Rakasiwi opened it, the wallet became long and she saw
some cards are tucked in the front, library member cards, health
and two bri atm and bni are also student cards from a college
the city of Semarang.
The man did not find the original ktp in it but ktp cofian
it's laminating. He read the name Prita Pujaningrum, strange he was like
never heard that name. Rakasiwi frowned, where
he had heard that name. A familiar name. When
looking at his address, it was not too far from his home. Still a suburb.
He also saw the contents of the wallet which contained fifty thousand and some
ten thousand sheets.
Actually Rakasiwi wants to send a driver who is also from the area
it also drove him, but he kept it off. He wondered where it was
never heard the name Prita Pujaningrum, the shadow of the face of the girl who
have black lashes and slightly manyun lips shape possible
the baby's packing a lot. Still the whole face is pretty, sweet
and make his young soul thump.
He'll find the girl and meet her. He immediately put it in the bag
and snatched his car keys. He will start looking for her today.
As he walked out of the room, he saw his younger siblings relaxing
on the carpet with their own toys. His sister looked at him
momentary.
"Where are you, brother? cute already?"
Cindy greeted him with a smile. Tria also lifted her face from
the tablet he held.
"It's so cute like a bottle, brother wants to go on a date? come with dong."
words that make them all laugh.
"Dating? do you know what dating is?"
"Little Ich, soon to be smu, he he he dating yes dating, ngedate yes
don't you? Dode knows De?"
Dode raised his face, "don't know! how know!"
"Had Dode pretended to be, yesterday the same phone call his girlfriend too, brother
listen to me."
"Well! is that right De? don't be De, I'm not dating yet!"
Cindyberelled, not willing to be in the first of her sisters.
"Yes, Tria's sister hasn't! good for Dode!"
"Whoever is dating, Dode just borrowed a note with him anyway."
"Borrow the book!"
There was a commotion, because Dode did not want to be accused of dating then he
immediately take Cindy and Tria wrestling. Cindy and Tria stood up
and devising with feet make horses. Be heard
the whirring! whim! whim! then the chase that makes the house noisier and messy.
While Rakasiwi shook her head, she went out
before Cindy or Tria ask to come along.
"Agod! my goodness! The de!"
Cindy and Tria relented when found hiding behind a door, Dode
pulling both hair. Making Cindy, Tria screams in pain.
"De's sick! my goodness! my goodness! deh."
"Review yes! nosy again, Dode tied up his hair."
both have difficulty moving.
"De, ask for mercy!"
"He he he let the kapok!"
The two little girls tried to remove their hair
dode left them both there.
Hiiiiii Dode!
Cindy yells at her youngest sister.
"Assalamualaik."
Rakasiwi stood in front of a very simple tenement house. Previously
he circled the area. Ask her about that girl
named Prita Pujanigrum and the address listed on ktp. People showed
that place is because it is famous. This is where the people who
looking for a cheap tenement contract, from a rather good to
the simplest. There were about fifty tenements there, and it was very crowded.
Once upon a time these tenement houses belonged to a wealthy landlord
raya. He is Prita's grandfather, the village is already like his because so
a lot of land he owned. Over the next few years, he started building houses
tenement houses to contract, tiny houses for young couples.
So that more and more crowded and the houses contract it never
deserted.
It's just that the children of Sobirin Hajj sir have a nature of pretending, and living poya
poya so that one by one the houses they have are sold for
meet lifestyle needs. After Pak Haji Sobirin died the houses
the remaining ones were distributed fairly to four of his children. Respectively
the legacy of ten houses. The rest is for his wife's life.
"Waalaikumsalam, who's Dik looking for?"
A large and sturdy woman came out and stared at the monster
amazed, there was a beautiful young man to look at
in the afternoon it was not too hot.
"Sorry ma'am, is this Prita Pujaningrum's house?"
The woman's lips smiled widely, ohh a handsome man and looked different
with the village men his son's friends.
"Yes right ! what was? is my son's college friend Prita's sister?"
"No ma'am, I have little need."
"Oh, what a pity! Prita just came out, just a few minutes ago."
Oh, Rakasiwi was stunned, somehow she was a little disappointed, she wanted to meet
that girl named Prita. The shadow of his face was always imagined lately
these.
"Oh then, I just want to return the wallet Mom, apparently
fell at the station that time."
Rakasiwi took out Prita's wallet and gave it to her mother
the stupefied.
"Oh, sister found my son's wallet huh?"
The mother looked at Rakasiwi who was still standing in front of the mother.
"Thank you, sir, I will tell Prita, oh yes who
this sister's name?"
"Eh, hemm I'm a Rakasiwi, ma'am. Well then I'll say goodbye."
Raka turned her back wanting to pass soon, but the mother held back
"What if my son wants to say thank you later
Dik Raka should leave the phone number?"
A moment Raka was silent, was that necessary? but he wanted to meet and
getting to know the girl, without a second thought she wrote down her phone number
in a book proffered by Prita's mother."
Rakasiwi left that place.
Continuing to Episode 121
Don't forget to support each other, leave a trace.
